Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

But unfortunately, the soldiers on their side lack blood and responsibility.

Even if the young man didn't succeed in the end, at least he had the courage to try and tried his best.

Zhang Lu climbed to the top of the ruins, jumped lightly near the pillar, found a foothold, stood still and smiled at the young man Ba ​​You, "Young man, hold on, I'll save you, I'm a Chinese soldier. "

"Thank you, Comrade PLA, thank you..."

Bayou nodded vigorously, seeing the soldiers of the motherland, they were extraordinarily kind.

Although he didn't report much news, he couldn't give up if there was a first-line news.

He didn't want to die, who would send his sister to study after he died!

Zhang Lu's focus was only one rock, and there were landslides all around him. Zhang Lu tilted his upper body, pressed the steel bar with his left hand, and held the chainsaw with his right.

"Close your eyes!" Zhang Lu shouted.

chug……

The chainsaw cuts steel bars, and the electric light carries sparks.

Like a kitchen knife chopping wires, fire and lightning all the way.

The scorching iron filings splashed on the body without any protection. If it was an ordinary person, it would have been unbearable.

Especially when the left hand firmly grasped the steel bar to prevent the chainsaw from cutting it, it shook too much, which caused Bayou's wound to be affected.

The steel bars are constantly heating up under the cutting of the chainsaw.

Cutting at a close distance and the temperature rising, Zhang Lu quietly used the cactus' qi circulation to fight drought.

Immediately, the surrounding temperature was still rising, but Zhang Lu didn't feel how hot it was, even the heat in his left hand seemed to have decreased a lot.

Zhang Lu ignored the sparks and was not afraid of the hot steel bars. He had a determined face and focused on rescuing Bayou.

As if...becoming a man made of iron!

There is no feeling, only perseverance.

The people around were dumbfounded and gasped.

Isn't this young man afraid of the heat?

No one is not afraid of the heat, the only possibility is that this Chinese soldier is holding on.

The Korean people originally wanted to ridicule Zhang Lu for being overconfident, but they were too embarrassed to say it now.

An Ran saw the fire splashing on the military uniform, scorching through small holes, her face was full of distress.

The instant temperature of this spark was frighteningly high, and it turned into a big blister when it was hot, but Zhang Lu didn't pay attention to it at all, and didn't even frown.

Tough guy, this is the real tough guy.

"The steel bar is the stress point. If one is broken, the pressure will increase. You have to withstand it..."

An Ran didn't dare to continue, could she bear it?

Zhang Lu is naturally powerful, otherwise it would be impossible for him to throw a grenade over a distance of more than 100 meters.

It's just that An Ran has no idea now, she doesn't know how heavy the pillar is, maybe it's a few hundred catties, but it's also a thousand catties.

"Hold on, Zhang Lu must hold on!" The anxious An Ran prayed silently in her heart.

"He is braver than you!"

In fact, there is no problem with another person, but Mu Yan knew that neither Liu Shizhen nor the Korean soldiers dared to go up.

Because if they can't hold on, they will be crushed by the pillars and die tragically on the spot.

Liu Shizhen couldn't hold back his face, and snorted coldly: "The courage of a man! If you can't hold on, all three of you will die together!"

"Soldiers are not reckless! Every time a steel bar is cut off, it will increase the force by tens of catties. Maybe it will be a thousand catties in the end. Who can withstand it! Stupid guy!"

A total of 17 steel bars.

None of them can support the uprights.

And every time Zhang Lu cuts a steel bar, the pressure will double.

1 pieces.

2 pieces.

3 pieces.

……

5 pieces.

10 pieces.

Zhang Lu is like a scorpion with a boulder on its back.

Bayou looked at the young Huaxia soldier in front of him, and couldn't bear to say: "Comrade PLA, let's go—if you press down, you will die too."

Zhang Lu ignored Bayou and continued to cut.

11 pieces.

12 pieces.

The pressure has never been higher.

Even his breathing was a little tied, and the veins on his arms were bulging, like little earthworms crawling all over his arms.

When 16 pieces were cut off, the column moved, and the soil on the ruins shook off.

An Ran's and Mu Yan's hearts were raised in their throats instantly, and their wonderful eyes were filled with prayers and prayers.

Stress multiplies!

Zhang Lu's legs were already trembling, and he felt that he was about to be unable to hold on.

Maybe it won't be long before the pillar will come down and flatten him.

Zhang Lu gritted his teeth, and his handsome face was slightly distorted. With the drought-resistant ability of the cactus, he didn't sweat much, but now sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just when Zhang Lu was about to be overwhelmed.